Chapter 1001

"Mr. Zhou, I'd like to invite you to participate in the compilation of the classics of Chinese studies." Wang Yong still tried to say.

Zhou Daoli seemed to have guessed Wang Yong's intention for a long time. He glanced at Wang Yong and said nothing.

Instead, he picked up the pen and continued to write.

After all the signing, seal and slowness were completed, Zhou Daoli stepped back and appreciated his calligraphy works with satisfaction. He said, "my answer is in these four words."

Nothing more than seeking.

Obviously, Zhou Daoli does not want to have any involvement with Wang Yong.

"Mr. Zhou, this is a good thing for the country and the people. Please think about it again." Wang Yong stood still, but continued to plead.

When Zhou Daoli heard the speech, he sneered: "is it good for the country and the people? I'm afraid you're the only one who benefits, aren't you? You don't have to say any more. I won't go along with people like you. Now I can say "please" to you. I'll just drive people out with my broom later! "

With that, Zhou Daoli threw down his brush and went into the room with his hands on his back.

He left Wang Yong alone in the courtyard.

Wang Yong looked at Zhou Daoli's back with a complicated look. He never thought that Zhou Daoli would say such a thing.

Zhou Daoli just wrote four words to warn Wang Yong that he didn't want to achieve his goal by any means like Wang Yong. His way of being a man is "not more than seeking", to achieve the perfection in his heart, and not to borrow from others and things.

He and Wang Yong "have different ways and don't plan for each other", and even don't want to say a few more words with Wang Yong.

Wang Yong's eyes twinkled, looking at Zhou Daoli's pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the yard. He suddenly stepped forward, picked up the Zihao pen, brushed down four words, and turned away.

Inside, Zhou Daoli holds a bowl of tea and squints at the outside of the hospital.

He thought that Wang Yong would go away angrily. Unexpectedly, Wang Yong left leisurely after he wrote down a few words.

It seems that Wang Yong was not driven away by Zhou Daoli, but Wang Yong disdained to be with Zhou Daoli and left on his own initiative.

"Well, it's a long way off that I want to take the place of the sage in the practice of" Dingyi. " Zhou Daoli walked out of the house with a look of disdain.

In his opinion, Wang Yong's move is just like a child who wants to be sugar free. In the end, Wang Yong's small temperament will fall out of the door, which is nothing to speak of.

However, when Zhou Daoli saw a few words left by Wang Yong on his desk, he was speechless for a long time.

It is the gate of morality.

These are the eight words left by Wang Yong.

Not to mention Wang Yong's strength between the lines, he is no less than Zhou Daoli. Compared with Zhou Daoli's "nothing more than seeking", Zhou Daoli is completely crushed in the realm.

"Existence of nature, the door of morality" is what Confucius said, which means that the door of morality can be opened by the completion of the nature of all things. What is human nature? If we treat all things with sincerity, we can get the true meaning of morality.

Suppose that Zhou Daoli's way of learning is to close the door and come from a small garden to entertain himself, then Wang Yong's is a big world full of clouds and ups and downs.

The comparison between the two is clear.

Zhou Daoli refused Wang Yong on the surface and let Wang Yong suffer a loss. But Wang Yong secretly counterattacked, giving Zhou Daoli a blow to his self-confidence.

Outside the alley, Wang Yong was walking on the road, his brows unfurled.

Although he was not used to Zhou Daoli, he accepted him back as usual, but this invitation failed.

There are only a few sinologists in China, but Zhou Daoli refuses, leaving one less target to choose from.

"Who's next? Li Zhengyi or Zhao Yuan? "

They are also masters with great attainments in Chinese culture, but their identities are a bit special. They are both professors of Yanjing University.

And it's not a retired professor, it's a current professor.

It is well known that Wang Yong and Yan are at odds. If you want to invite these two people, it will be more difficult than Zhou Daoli.

"I always have to try. Maybe other people's stomach is not as small as I expected?" Wang Yong murmured to himself and rushed to Yanda.

Now Wang Yong is the key figure of the security guard of Yanda. Wang Yong specially wore a mask and sunglasses to deceive the security guard into saying that he had a viral cold, so he got into the school gate of Yanda.

Otherwise, in the summer, Wang Yong would have been arrested by the security guard as a psychopath.

"Professor Zhao, I'm Wang Yong." At the door of Zhao Yuan's office, Wang Yong finds Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan is nearly 60 years old. With the grace of intellectual women decades ago, she glances at Wang Yong.

"Oh, I know you. Can I help you? " Zhao Yuan was polite to Wang Yong, but she didn't show any malice directly.

It's just, it's definitely not enthusiastic.

"Well, I'd like to invite you to participate in the compilation of the canon of Chinese studies. I wonder if you'd like to..."

Wang Yong did not finish his words, but Zhao Yuan flatly refused: "sorry, my course is very tight, I have to take graduate students this year, I'm afraid I can't participate. You can find another one! "

"I promise it won't take you too much time, just extra-curricular time. Think about it again... "

Zhao Yuan sighed gently, looked directly at Wang Yong and said, "Mr. Wang, I don't think there are some things that need to be explained too clearly. Don't say I really have a tight course. Even if I have plenty of free time, I can't agree to your invitation. I entered Yanda at the age of 18, and I haven't left Yanda until now I am 60. My feelings for this school do not allow me to work with you. Please understand

With that, Zhao Yuan walked out of the office without looking back and went to class.

Standing behind Zhao Yuan, Wang Yong watched her figure leave and said, "thank you still! I've read your interpretation of ancient Chinese prose five times

Zhao Yuan's feet slightly stagnated, and then accelerated to leave.

Just a word then floated: "you can ask Professor Li Zhengyi, he has more free time recently, maybe he will promise you."

"Thank you."

Wang Yong smiles and goes to Li Zhengyi's office.

Wang Yong understood Zhao Yuan's choice. Masters are human beings and have their own emotions. Zhao Yuan did not disparage Wang Yong, nor did she publish any insulting language. Instead, she told the truth, which Wang Yong liked very much.

"Have you seen Professor Li?"

"Professor Li didn't come to class?"

More than half an hour later, Wang Yong has not found Li Zhengyi.

Some people say that when Li Zhengyi is in the office, Wang Yong pounces on him and makes an empty space; It was said that Li Zhengyi was in the classroom, but the students told Wang Yong that Li Zhengyi had just left; Some people said they saw Li Zhengyi go to the teachers' dormitory building, but Wang Yong trotted away and still got nothing.

Li Zhengyi seems to have known that Wang Yong was looking for him for a long time, and disappeared ahead of time.

"Well, I don't think it's suitable to go out to work today." Wang Yong sighed and walked into a toilet.

From going out in the morning to now, Wang Yong didn't even have time to urinate. He had been suffocating for a long time.

As soon as he entered the toilet, Wang Yong couldn't wait to open the gate and let off the water.

Next to Wang Yong, an old man with a pair of presbyopic glasses on the bridge of his nose looks at Wang Yong's water column with a little envy.

On his side, however, it was dripping, like a water pipe with no flow. It was hard to squeeze out a drop.

Wang Yong was a little flustered in his heart, thinking that he would not meet the old coyote, would he? He turned his head and almost cried out.

There's no place to look for when you break the iron shoes!

The old man who envies Wang Yong is no other than Li Zhengyi!

"Hello, Professor Li, I'm Wang Yong!" Wang Yong hastened to introduce himself.

After hearing Wang Yong's name, Li Zhengyi immediately changed his expression and said, "I don't know."

Then he put on his pants and wanted to leave. Who knows, suddenly he felt like urinating again. He could only wait for a drop like a rusty tap

"Professor Li, I've heard a lot about you. I'm working on a compilation of the canon of Chinese studies. I'd like to invite you to join me. " Wang Yongdao.

Li Zheng a face now disdain, crisp and neat refuse a way: "have no interest!"

"Don't refuse so quickly. I'll leave you a call. If you change your mind, you can call me..." Wang Yong didn't give up.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhengyi's face suddenly sank, and his tone became extremely severe: "I'm very clear, not interested! Please stop pestering me! I always keep a distance from you who just want to step on others! I think other colleagues in the circle have the same idea. You are now a piece of rotten smelly meat, no one would like to participate in your compilation work! You will die of this heart

"Professor Li, who are you talking about?" When Wang Yong heard the speech, his anger rose in an instant. He turned around and questioned Li Zheng.

Just turning around, Wang Yong forgot that he was carrying out a great drainage project at the moment.

Just listen to the clattering sound, let Li Zhengyi envy the torrent of water, instantly poured Li Zhengyi full body.

"Ah! You bastard! Get out of here! Get out of here Li Zhengyi was stunned at first and then cried out.

Wang Yong awkwardly put away his tools, apologized to Li Zheng, and ran out of the toilet.

Li Zhengyi looked at the wet pants and wanted to cry.

There is no doubt that Wang Yong's invitation ended in failure.

And from Li Zhengyi's words, Wang Yong also got a message: scholars in the circle seem to have reached an agreement and are fully resisting Wang Yong.

In their view, Wang Yong is like a restless order disruptor. He has to step on the heads of his predecessors before they retire.

If we don't teach this kind of behavior a lesson, I'm afraid other generations in the circle will follow suit. Isn't the order in the circle disordered?

Sure enough, after Wang Yong asked several people in succession, all of them were rejected without exception.

Those who have a good temper are willing to find a reason to cheat Wang Yong; Those who have a bad temper will scold Wang Yong directly.

It seems that Wang Yong is not a national hero at all, but a beast who has done something harmful.

"Sure enough, every circle carries the attribute of rejecting new people, but you think that if you don't let me into the circle, you can suppress me, that's wrong! The earth is still turning away from anyone. It's just a compilation of the canon of Sinology. Can't it be without you? In half a month, "the canon of Chinese Studies" will be published as scheduled! " Wang Yong stood at the gate of Yan University, his eyes firmly fixed.